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... ot filled with all kinds of calculation formulas anymore.
Qiao Nian rubbed her numb facial nerves and looked at the girl with bloodshot eyes in the mirror. Then, she turned off the tap, wiped her hands, and walked out.
At this moment, her fully charged phone lit up.
Qiao Nian walked to the desk, picked it up, and looked down at it.
A WeChat message from Ye Wangchuan appeared on the screen.
They lived together, right? Was there a need to send a WeChat messa ...
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